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I. MRS. O'LEARY'S ADVENTURE
[Lease laws. There is a big question to sit on Percy's mind today. See when he wakes up this morning, he finds his best furry friend sitting there at the edge of his bed staring at him, tailing wagging and knocking over anything in its path. Things crash, break against the floor even. He knows the only answer is to get her outside for a while.

And that's when the question hits him. Does she even need a lease? Would people care? Thing is Mrs O'Leary is an excitable dog and hungry one at that. Her nose can probably smell anything delicious a mile away, and with how energetic she was nothing was really holding her back from running up to the shop windows with food on display and licking the glass. Not really anything was stopping her from running up to people who carry food with them. Large red dog eyes would stare down as if asking permission to have what she sees. 'Pretty, pretty, please?' they could almost say.

On top of that, she wasn't exactly a poodle. Sure, back in his world, normal people saw her as one all the time, but he knows monsters here exist without mist covering up their true forms. His worry is if anyone coming face to face to her can mistake her as unfriendly. Add to that she was giant as tank with a gait powerful enough to make the ground vibrate...a little. And well. There's a concern he has with people seeing her as the hell hound she is. Even with her friendly appearance and tongue always hanging out to prove her innocence right away.

That in mind, Percy tries to stay mindful of anyone they come across on their walk and keeps up with her as best he can. In most instances he comes up running a little bit behind her with a wave to anyone the girl comes across because she's fast. He's watching out for her, too.]

Hey, hope she didn't scare you. Mrs. O'Leary here is just hungry, I bet. [He also gets the feeling she is playing 'follow the leader' with him in her exploration of this world, too. But it's okay. It's nothing he can't cope with.

He pats Mrs. O'Leary whom barks agreeably in response, when he catches up.] See! This girl's not going to eat you or anything. She's all friendly. No bite.

[Catching his breathe, he guesses maybe she does need a lease if she keeps him chasing her like this though. But also thinks food would be good to try appeasing her dogginess first. Last thing he wants is limiting any fun the ol' girl's having when they only just reunited.]

II. YOUR ADVENTURE
[Percy and Mrs. O'Leary will pretty much be everywhere around town from today on and not very hard to spot. They can be found doing things like trying to break the world's longest dog walk record, playing fetch with toys the size of car tires, or trying see who can eat the most hot dogs. You choose, folks.]

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[ Leo is busy tinkering with something in Parrish's Garage. Both large garage doors facing the street are pulled up. Adam is in his office. Dean is out back. Festus is perched on top of the large garage building. Leo's the only one actually in the garage proper when he notices the massive ball of fur out of the corner of his eyes. He only has time to turn to have a double take when Mes. O'Leary, having presumably sniffed him out, comes at him with that slobbery tongue to lick his face, and, well, all of him, because she's huge. ]

Mershphft Follery! [ Leo sputters behind a mouthful of fur and tongue. Ew. But also yay! Percy will be so excited to see her, if he hasn't already. Leo just laughs and pets at the fur. ]

[ No one can really see her, not when Dani's speedster ability is at 110%, not when she's running so fast that she's in the slipstream - the same place as other people but not - so fast that she can also break through the time barrier. Dani loves to run. She loves running so fast that no one can see her. She loves running so fast that she's somewhere else, untouchable but by a few.

It's a different smell that catches her attention. Dani's weird that way, super strength, speed, sight, smell... all the perks of being the not quite human thing that she is. When she smells it, she's curious, of course. Dani, by her very nature, is curious. So she slows down quickly out of the slipstream and sees the boy with the giant... dog? Is that a dog?

In a blink of an eye she's standing in front of the boy, all bright-eyed and smiles and freckles, red hair in waves dancing around her from the speed until it settles down her back and around her face. ] Is that a dog? What d'ya feed him, eh? Look at the size of him!

[ Annabeth is warm and cozy, snuggled up in bed with Percy without any intention of waking up or moving from that spot, except....eeewwww ] Percy, quit drooling on me.

[Her words are heavy with sleep and slightly mumbled as she reaches out to shove Percy off her. Percy has quite suddenly grown a lot of hair. Annabeth's eyes fly open and she twists, craning her neck to see that Percy has turned into Mrs O'Leary?

She sits bolt upright and is rewarded by a giant tongue licking her entire--well upper body and face. Annabeth looks down to see drool on the front of the tee shirt she sleeps in. ] Eeewww

[ She rolls out of bed, peeling her tee shirt off and moving to the dresser to grab clothes. ] Percy! I don't think we discussed dogs on the bed. [It's yelled from the bedroom as she's stepping into a pair of shorts.]

[Misty's sitting on a wall overlooking the beach and the ocean, enjoying a quiet lunch, when she senses the vibrations and looks up to see a big, dark form bounding towards her. Fortunately, Misty has a soft spot for all animals and particularly the scary misunderstood ones, so she beams happily at the pooch and holds out a piece of sandwich for her to try.]

Of course she is! Gotta eat a lot when you're a big strong girl like that, don't you?

[Dogs on leashes. Pffft, who needs them? It's not as if they're actually in New York City right now. There aren't any laws to abide by in this instance. And traffic isn't nearly as crazy or dangerous as it is back home. Lucky is a well-behaved dog. And let's be honest, he probably has way more common sense than the Hawkeyes at times. Not to mention a better sense of people.

The same goes for dogs, too. Although Kate freezes when she sees the giant hell hound approach, Lucky only wags his tail and goes to sniff at Mrs. O'Leary's butt. Or, more appropriately, her left hind leg.]

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